Waylon Jennings Album

Women do know how to carry on
Well there won't be too much cryin' time alone
They'll be right back puttin' me and make up on
Women do know how to carry on

When she can't keep love afloat she will survive
In her soft and sexy way she's gonna shuck and jive
Wipe the tears and find the things that she needs to get along
Women do know how to carry on women do know how to carry on yeah
( guitar )
Never knew a man who could take a fall
They'll land right on their pride and then they waste it all
But even when the best she's ever had is gone
Women do know how to carry on

Women do know how to carry on...
Women do know how to carry on
( guitar )
They'll be right back puttin' me and make up on
( guitar )
There won't be too much cryin' time alone
They'll be right back puttin' me and make up on
Women do know how to carry on

(Hank Williams)

Well, I left my home down on a rural route
And I told my folks I'm goin' steppin' out
To get the honky tonk blues the jumpin' honky tonk blues
Well Lord, I got 'em, I got the honky tonk blues.

In and out of every joint in this town
The city life has really got me down
I got the honky tonk blues the honky tonk blues
Well Lord, I got 'em, I got the honky tonk blues.

--- Instrumental ---

I'm gonna slap my boogie underneath my arm
Scud right back in my pappy's farm
And lose these honky tonk blues the jumpin' honky tonk blues
Well Lord, I got 'em, I got the honky tonk blues.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, I left my home down on a rural route
And I told my folks I'm goin' steppin' out
To get the honky tonk blues the jumpin' honky tonk blues
Well Lord, I got 'em, I got the honky tonk blues...

(Waylon Jennings - Don Bowman)
Waylon Jenning & Willie Nelson

Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through
Someone's gonna pay for the things you do
How many hearts must break how many it's gonna take
To satisfy you just to satisfy you.

Another love another fool to play your game
Another love another fool they're all the same
Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through
Someone's gonna pay for the things you do.

You're gonna find when it's too late
Heart that just won't break
Just to satisfy you
Just to satisfy you.

--- Instrumental ---

How many hearts must break
How many will it take
To satisfy you
Just to satisfy you.

Just to satisfy you
Satisfy you
Just to satisfy you.

Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through
Someone's gonna pay for the things you do
You're gonna find when it's too late
Heart that just won't break.

Just to satisfy you.
Just to satisfy you.
Just to satisfy you.
Satisfy you.
Just to satisfy you...

[No lyrics]

(Waylon Jennings)

My friends never understood my rough and rowdy ways
They think I'm the only fool my daddy ever raised
But I'm gonna shine shine shine shine see me shine
With a little luck and greenback dollar you're gonna see me shine.

Here's to the ones who do believe and disbelieve somehow
I'd give a hundred dollars Lord if they could see me now
See me shine shine shine shine see me shine
With a little luck and greenback dollar that's gonna make me shine.

I don't need fancy ladies wasting up my time
Give me tender loving care and the one that's mine
Make me shine shine shine shine shine make me shine
With a little luck and greenback dollar you're gonna see me shine.

I like living easy I like being free
Living free and easy brings out the best in me
Makes me shine shine shine shine shine make me shine
With a little luck and greenback dollar you're gonna see me shine...

(Johnny Cash)

I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine
Since I don't know when.

Well, I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
And time keeps draggin' on
But I see a train a movin'
On down to San Antone

Bet there's rich folks eatin'
In some fancy dining car
Probably drinkin' coffee
And smokin' big cigars.

Well, I know I had it comin'
I know I can't be free
But them people keep on movin'
And that's what tortures me.

--- Instrumental ---

When I was just a baby
My mama told me son
Always be a good boy
Don't ever play with guns.

But I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
Every time I hear that whistle
I hang my head and I cry.

If they freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
Bet I'd move it on a
Little bit farther down the line.

Far from Folsom Prison
That's where I long to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle
Blow my blues away...

GONNA WRITE A LETTER
WRITER PAUL KENNERLEY

I'm gonna write a letter, gonna mail it today
Just as soon as I think of the words to say
I've been needing to send it for nearly a year
There's a woman back home who's waiting to hear
I meant to tell you, dear Susannah
I'm a long way from Louisiana and you
And I know I promised to be returning
Just as soon as I've saved the money I'm earning for you
But I'm married to twins and I'm living in Peru
Well, I'm gonna write a letter
Get it off my mind
But you know the words
Are so hard to find
Sitting, thinking with my pen in my hand
How can I make her understand?
I meant to tell you, dear Julia
I'm a long way from the States, mosquitoes and you
I'll send some money to help with the kids
I'd like to thank you for all that you did
It's true Louisiana, and I'm with Susannah, too
Got me a letter, it arrived today
The words I read just blew me away
I don't believe I've ever felt so low
How could Susannah treat me so?
She said, «I meant to tell you, my sweet honey
I'm a long way from your love, your money and you
Please don't think me under
And I do believe you'll understand me too
I got a bar and grill with Phil in Kalamazoo

[No lyrics]

(Rodney Crowell)

I don't drink as much as I ought to
Lately it just ain't my style
And the hard times don't hurt like they used to
They pass quicker like when I was a child.

And somehow I've learned how to listen
And it sounds like the sun going down
In the magic that morning is bringing
There's a song for the life I have found.
It keeps my feet on the ground.

--- Instrumental ---

The mid summer days ain't so heavy
They just flow like a breeze through your mind
And nothing appears in a hurry
To make up for some old lonesome time.

And somehow I've learned how to listen
And it sounds like the breeze dying down
In the magic that morning is bringing
There's a song for a friend that I have found.

She keeps my feet on the ground...

GET NAKED WITH ME
WRITER BOBBY EMMONS

I bring it up
You're quick to cover it all up again
Thought we were friends
What are friends for?
The old bones in your closet
Must really embarrass you
And so to save face
It's a locked place
Chorus:
I don't see why you don't get naked with me
Get all the little secrets out in the open air
'Cause we won't ever be
All that we could be
As long as you won't get naked with me
The future's gettin' shaky
From all this holdin' back
There's something in your past
That seems to haunt you
For better or for worse, I said
I meant it through and through
No one has ever loved you
More than I do
Repeat Chorus